WOOWOO! More! Everybody do the small but adequate party dance!

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I cleaned up for a while wondering why Will was acting so cold. As far as I could tell nothing seemed wrong. Will didn't seem hurt, and Jack was in jail.

By the time I had finished cleaning it was dark, and I was beginning to wonder why will hadn't come down. I walked over towards the stairs and looked up. Errol, the donkey, gave a low neigh as I started up them towards Will's room.

I reached his closed door, and slowly opened it. Will was sitting up on his bed against his headboard with his eyes closed and hands folded on his stomach. At first I thought him to be asleep, but then I noticed his breathing was not like that of when he slept.

"Do you mind if I come in?" I asked him.

He opened one eye and looked at me only to close it a moment later. "No." he replied.

I walked in and sat at the foot of his bed. "Will?" I asked tentatively.

This time he opened both eyes and looked at me. "Yes Kathryn?"
"Is there something troubling you?" I said cautiously locking eyes with him.

"No." he replied hurriedly looking away from me.

"Will, please, I know you are lying. Tell me what happened." He was very upset about something; I could see it in his eyes. Usually only two things could get him that upset. One was me, and I was fine. I put my hand on his foot as I asked, "What happened to Elizabeth?"

He looked back up at me and took a deep breath. "That pirate that was in here, Sparrow? Apparently the shop was not the first place he terrorized."

"What do you mean?" I asked him tilting my head to the side inquisitively.

"Well, he threatened Elizabeth." He replied looking angry.

"How?" I asked.

"You know that she attended Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony, well afterwards, the newly deemed Commodore was having a word with her. Apparently she couldn't breath and she fainted and fell." He continued.

"Are you sure it wasn't the Commodore's fault she fainted, maybe she didn't like what he had to say." I replied trying to make him smile a little. Which he did, but only for a moment before he plunged on with the story.

"But this is where Sparrow comes in. you see, he jumped in to save her. By the time he had brought her up and gotten her breathing again, Norrington, along with officers and the governor had surrounded him. It was then that they found out he was a pirate, expectantly he was arrested. After the shackles were placed around his wrists though, he used them to threaten Elizabeth and get away." He settled back on to the headboard and took a deep breath.

"How did he use the shackles to threaten her?" I questioned after a moment.

"Well, he whipped around and pulled the chain up to her neck. Luckily for him, he let her go, otherwise I think he would be facing a death far worse than the gallows."
"So then what happened?" I asked looking at him intently.

"Well he came here, and I think you know what happened after that" he replied giving me a sly look, "but the thing is I don't, so would you mind telling me?"

I shifted a little before staring my own story. "Well I heard a noise so I went downstairs thinking it was you. I was surprised to see that it was Jack instead. He tried to get away, but I wouldn't let him."

"You didn't let him? Did you fight him?" will asked sitting up.

"Yes." I replied looking down.

"You fought a pirate?! Kathryn! You are good, but you're not that good!" he cried looking at me.

"I know!" I replied with wide eyes. "Believe me Will, I was scared out of my MIND to do so! But I had to keep him there! He had shackles around his wrist and I knew there had to be a reason for it!"

Will sighed heavily and looked at me. "Are you hurt?"

"No." I replied calming down a little. "I'm fine. Although I know I might have done some damage to him, he won't likely admit it though. Are you hurt? You look kind of dusty." I asked him.

However instead of answering he looked intently out the window.

"What is it?" I asked joining him in looking out.

"Shh." He said swinging his legs over the side of the bed and sitting up. I strained my ears and heard a muffled noise.

"What is that?" I asked looking over to Will. He looked out the window for a moment more before widening his eyes and jumping up.

"WILL!" I cried as he started down the stairs. I followed him quickly and watched as he grabbed several hatchets and his sword.

"Stay here!" he yelled going out the door.

"WILL!" I cried again running up to the door.

"Don't move." He said as he turned and raced off down the street towards the Governor's house.

I watched him for a moment before he disappeared behind a corner. He had left and forgotten to say 'Be careful'.

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I look around for a moment. Everything is silent, like the calm before a storm. Then to my utter horror, the resounding sound of a cannon blasting rips through Port Royal. Then another came and another. I soon realized that, that was the sound Will and I had heard moments before.

People started running out of their houses and down the streets. My curiosity forced me to stay at my stand in the front door. But what I saw next made me drop my jaw and slam the door shut behind me. PIRATES! They were everywhere!
I threw my back against the door, and prayed that the lock would hold it in its place. I listen to what is going on outside. There were people screaming and yelling, some were laughing drunkenly. There were the horrible crunching sounds of breaking glass and splintering wood. After a moment I could smell smoke. It was like hell itself had broke loose and the demons of the underworld were running reckless everywhere.

I flinch and gasp as the window right next to me shatters as a tiny black bomb crashes through.
I stared at it a moment in stunned silence before I realized that these small things cause big damage. Just as the wick ran down, I picked it up, threw it back out the window and crouched down under the sill with my head covered in anticipation of the explosion that came moments later.

Just when I thought I was out of the woods, a big surprise knocked on my door, in the form of a pirate.

"Come on poppet! We know you are in there, we just want to come in for a spot of tea!"

I slowly sat up and peeked out the window. What I saw were three very scummy, very disgusting pirates. All three were tall and gangly. One was wearing a black hat over dark brown hair, another had a faded, dirty red bandana over even dirtier blond hair, and the last had his black hair left uncovered.

They started laughing as the one in the black hat started shoving the door in with his shoulder. I panicked and ducked back down. Then, the door came down all together and I barely had time to dive under the nearest table before three scummy looking pirates marched in.
"Ahhh," said one with a black hat on. "It looks like we have stumbled upon a blacksmith's humble abode. Spread out. Get only what we can take back to the Pearl."

The pirates immediately started pillaging through all of our belongings. I searched frantically for something to fight with. But there wasn't much to fight with under the table.

I was just beginning to think all was lost when a butter knife slid across the floor and under the table. I eyed the dull blade and figured it was better than nothing. Quickly, I shoved it in the pocket of my apron and set my hand back down to steady myself. Unfortunately I did so just as a pirate stepped on it.

I managed to stifle a cry by biting my lip, but he had felt my hand under his boot.
"And what have we got 'ere?" he said pulling me up by the arm. It was the one with the black hat. "Hello there love," he sneered and I could see that like most pirates, his teeth were rotten and most of them missing. "GENTLEMEN! I seemed to 'ave found a young missy!" he yelled in my face. There was no answer. "AY! Where are ye two?!" he yelled yanking me to start walking.

"We are up 'ere Oliver!" I heard one of them say from what sounded like upstairs.

The pirate, Oliver I take it his name was, dragged me up the stairs and into Will's room, where the other two were digging through his drawers.
"'Ey boys! Now what should we do with this lil 'un?" Oliver said shaking me as though I was a piece of meat, though that's probably what they thought of me.
"Can we bring her back to the ship?" The one in the red bandana said with a disgusting smile.
"No, Barbosa wouldn't have that," Oliver replied looking down and rubbing his chin. "We ain't taking no captives, 'member?"

"Yea." Red Bandana replied looking a little disappointed. He then looked up with a bright smile. "We can use her here then aye?"

I opened my mouth wide and took a sharp intake of breath as I realized what he meant. "NO!" I cried.

"Aw don't worry little missy, we wouldn't do that. Not now anyway, there be no time. Naw I think we can just tie you to this 'ear bedpost and let you starve to death." Oliver said pushing me into the bedpost causing me to hit my head.

"Ouch." I mumbled as I gingerly touched the cut on my head.

I sat up and cowered against the bed as the one with greasy black hair advanced on me. "Now poppet" he said. "You won't struggle now an' make it harder on yerself will ye?" with this he took the rope that he had been winding around his hand off. I recoiled as he bent down and started tying my arms together.

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By the time he was done tying me up, the others had decided that it would be wise to leave, taking with them most of Will's swords. They left me with my wrists and ankles bound to the posts.

After making sure they were gone, I tried to reach down the side of my side for the butter knife. I prayed that it would prove sharp enough to cut through my bonds.
I sat there for an hour hacking away and watching the pirates as they wreaked havoc on Port Royal. I silently prayed that none would come back in the shop.

But then faster than they had come, they were gone.
People didn't start coming out until after sunrise for fear that a pirate or two was still hiding in the shadows.

By then I had sawed through the ropes just enough to have them loosen enough so I could reach the knot and untie myself. I stood up but instantly fell back down.
I had been sitting in a cramped position for almost seven hours. My body wanted me to wait and let it adjust to its new freedom. But Will hadn't come back, and I knew I had to go find him and make sure he was all right.

So I slowly stood up, and made my way to the door. I stumbled down the stairs and looked around. Errol was gone, and the place was a mess.

I continued to the place where the front door had been and stepped out in to the mess that was once a fine port.

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I know that the format of the spacing between the paragraphs is going to be effed up…stupid formatting thing…so I am very sorry if it is, and I hope that it doesn't bug you as much as it bugged me. Meh. Ciao!